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Of course we are the best. Syth added to her rider preening a bit at the compliment. She had gotten Hers and she was also getting the first choices of meat so clearly she was the best.

"I think I have to agree, but I might be a touch biased too." Medura gave him a small grin glancing up to spy the large green he had mentioned. "She's very pretty as well and no Syth hasn't eaten her fill yet." She added even as said green began spying more meat and giving her rider a gentle nudge.

"Thank you for your help master healer." Medura added giving him a nod of respect before she began parting out the meat cuts for her beautiful little green.

We can't have the others getting all the best cuts now can we? Syth replied munching away at her meat practically preening with a rather smug pride that she got the first cuts. She got the first of everything because the others did not deserve the best. She did.

"No we certainly can't." Medura murmured with a smile scratching her lifebonds eyeridges as the whipish green crooned in pleasure.

More eggs were starting to move vigorously now, notably the Damaged Eardrums egg. The Shivering egg that had been active to start with was all but bouncing off the sand now, but it was the Swelling egg, another of Sunnath's, that cracked open next. The egg gave an experimental wiggle or two and then a pale blue foot kicked out of the shell, leaving behind a small hole. After a moment or two the foot appeared again, widening the opening until it was big enough for the hatchling to squeeze out.

He took a few wobbly steps forward before coming to a halt and stretching out his wings and looking around with glittering green eyes; a calmer sort, this hatchling, and apparently quite pleased with the world. Settling his wings by his flanks the blue set off towards the candidates, his steps becoming surer as he moved.

The 'Brown' green meanwhile had moved on. This time she approached Darsha, sniffing at her as she had the last two girls. After making a circuit of the candidate however she snorted and turned away; no, what she wanted was not there either. Where was hers? She was sure they were here, but exactly where she wasn't sure.

Renio



"I can't believe someone would steal eggs, and this close to hatching! Don't they know that dragons die if they can't find Theirs," Renio responded to Feden, a worried expression painted across his face. He leaned closer as the other boy whispered, quiet if only to catch what he said. He clasped a hand across his mouth as he listened, the expression on his face only intensifying. "That'd be terrible, it would! Do you think we'll know if that happens. Do you think...do you think we'd be able to tell? To feel a dragon calling us but being unable to answer?" Renio could hardly imagine the guilt he'd feel, and he quite agreed with Feden's sentiment that he'd never forgive himself.

"And good luck to you too! I'm Renio, by the way." He flashed a grin at the other. The second part of the boy's words stuck with Renio, and he mulled over them for a second. What was he after, exactly? He had no idea. He'd like to think that he would ride atop a bronze, but truthfully he knew he would be happy with any dragon. Even a blue, he thought as he eyed the newest addition to the sands.


Zifea

Zifea had shuffled out of the way when the greens' short-lived altercation moved her way. She'd hate to get injured her very first time Standing! She could just imagine the harsh words of her mother. 'What did I tell you, dragonriding is dangerous and not for girls! Now come here and help me patch this dress.' Sigh.

She wondered who the bigger green was going to pick, and looked at her inquisitively. She seemed to be studying the selection, and who could blame her? Impressing was undoubtedly the most important decision a dragon would ever make. You had to be careful about those things. Zifea hardly noticed as the blue hatched, and barely spared it a glance. If she got any dragon (which was highly unlikely to start with), it'd be a green. Best to keep her eyes off what wasn't meant for her.

At the gold's growl, Feden flinched in nervousness. That... was not a good sign. This was an unhappy dragon, and she very well wanted them all to know it. Lowering his eyes, Feden kept his gaze off of her and her young. How selfish had he been? Thinking of only himself, and the other candidates, without worry for Suunath. What a dimglow! Sighing, Feden shook his head, then turned to respond to the younger man. So long as the two of them were quiet...

Well. They could still be roasted alive, but it could be avoided. If they were respectful about this.

"It's just horrid. Those dragons don't deserve that," he mumbled softly, mind drifting back to the stolen eggs once more. At Renio's question, his face fell- that... that wouldn't happen, would it? His fears ran away from him, imagining the call of his dragon - should he Impress- where he could not reach them. And if they were to Between, because of him...


Feden had to swallow several times and still his thoughts to keep from crying. It wasn't a pleasant thought at all.

"Feden," he answered simply, smiling at the other boy. Renio seemed younger than him, by some years. And true, Feden would be terribly jealous if he were to impress before Feden, but...

He could wait. And hope. With what the weyr was going through, everyone had to be on their best.

Even if he was stupidly hopeful, this hatching.

Neptanth hummed a bit deeper as the little blue found His. S'kiro smiled up at the deeper noise. He still remembered his Impressing. He did feel a bit sorry for the blue, seeing him try to be nice to his green sister.

Darsha turned bright red when Wykla yelled at her about the flits. If those two naughty little creatures hurt her chances... she sent scathing thoughts in their direction. The day didn't seem to be getting much better for the dark haired girl, the Brown green had come and gone and Suunath's anger and fear was palpable. It was terrible that the hatching was marred by theft. If those others didn't impress...

But look! Darsha's eyes brightened as the little blue found His. Another impression, that was good! She smiled at the pair, admiring the blue's delicate speckled pattern.

[Bereck & Breath]

Bereck nodded to the new rider; "Take care," and turned back towards his station; those beside the table would deal with any eating-related problems. There was nothing worse than a gobbling dragonet that managed to choke itself.

Berath exclaimed again to Aleck and Bereck. She hoped she could get to know the little one, and all of his siblings. She hoped all of his siblings Impressed safely, including those who had been lost.

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[Carltis]

High speed grumpy green had resulted in swiftly diving out of the way Carltis. Rolling back to his feet he turned to see Rochelle on her arse, but apparently unhurt as she soon got up again. Now where had that green gone?... It had gone to get into a fight; well great! Just what everyone needed. Luckily it soon broke up without bloodshed and the fiery little green Impressed.

One gone.

A blue was next to hatch, a much more docile creature. Carltis wondered as it wobbled and then stepped out more confidently if perhaps this one was meant to be a balancing force to him... but no, after trying to greet the 'brown' green it quickly Impressed to somebody else.

Two gone.

Plenty more still to come though, plenty of chances... and plenty of rivals.